[Verse 1] There's a neon sign at the edge of town, Where the whiskey's cheap and the sun goes down. Old Joe says, "Friend, come on inside," Leave your worries by the door tonight. [Chorus] Hang yer hat at Joe's! Hang it high! Pull up a chair! Come on inside! Nobody judges what brought you here. Everybody's welcome here! Cold beer, old songs, friends you know... That's the way it goes! Life's a little better... At Joe's! [Verse 2] Truckers, cowboys, drifters too, Every broken heart comes passing through. A jukebox plays those old steel cries, Till morning paints the eastern sky. [Chorus] Hang yer hat at Joe's! Hang it high! Pull up a chair! Come on inside! Nobody judges what brought you here. Everybody's welcome here! Cold beer, old songs, friends you know... That's the way it goes! Life's a little better... At Joe's! [Bridge] Raise one up for the miles we've rode, For every friend on a dusty road. If this old world leaves your spirit low... There's always a light at Joe's. [Final Chorus] Hang yer hat at Joe's! Hang it high! Pull up a chair! Come on inside! Nobody judges what brought you here. Everybody's welcome here! Cold beer, old songs, friends you know... That's the way it goes! Life's a little better... At Joe's! [Outro] If you're down on luck and nowhere to go, You'll always find a friend at Joe's. Hang yer hat... stay awhile... Everybody's family at Joe's.
